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Light sweet

in the morning.

Jianning wakes up from her dream. Her long eyelashes are gently opened as if they are tightly combed. What comes into her eyes is a resolute face close to her eyes. Jianning seems to be dreaming. He is close to each other and his breath is on the top of her head. Jianning is careful not to wake him up. She just raises her head slightly and looks at him tenderly, trying to make this face deep Deep brand into the bottom of my heart.

Jianning, like a peeping maniac, stares at the men around her without blinking. She looks at them coldly. As soon as the man's long curly eyelashes are lifted, her eyes are as black as the stars. Suddenly, they collide with her eyes.

Jane rather slightly took a breath, quickly like a kitten head down, bit the lip, some at a loss.

"Did it look good after so long?" Cold Qing Che's voice has the taste of a few silk teasing.

Jenning blinked. How did he know she had seen him for a long time? Did he wake up in the beginning? My God? What a shame, she denied, "I didn't!"

He had his eyes closed. He must have guessed.

"I'm hungry. I'll go downstairs and make breakfast." Cold Qing Che toward her light order way, start to miss her that clear soup plain noodles of taste.

Jane stood up with a sigh of silence. Her white body still had the traces left by the man yesterday. There were red marks on her chest, back, waist and thigh that made her ashamed. She quickly took a nightgown and put it on, so as not to expose herself too much in front of him.

Back in the closet, she washed a fresh set of shirts and shorts, put her long hair in a ponytail, washed in the bathroom, and then went downstairs to make breakfast.

There are noodles and seasonings in the refrigerator, and the storage is also very rich. It's not hard to imagine that this man usually cooks at home.

Jianning's heart was tightened again. The more she discovered the secret of the family, the more she learned about lengqingche's ordinary life. In the past, when he was with her, he liked to fill the whole refrigerator, so that they would have time to cook together at home. He was not a person who only liked to cook at home, unless he was accompanied. Therefore, he would like to cook every day When you get up in the morning or come back at night, you must have a woman with you.

Standing in the kitchen, imagining the scene of him and the other woman cooking a romantic dinner here, her heart was hurt by the invisible sting.

In the past, when she was in the kitchen, he always liked to put his back around her waist, put his chin on her shoulder, watch her cook, cut vegetables, or steal kisses when she wasn't paying attention, which would make her soft all over.

Jianning recalled the pictures she used to be with him. She was absent-minded and cut the green onion. Suddenly, her left finger was completely unnoticed. She raised her hand in pain and saw the blood coming out of her left index finger. Jianning was startled and rushed to the sink to flush water.

Maybe the wound was deep, so even if she flushed, the blood couldn't stop for a moment. Jianning seemed to have no pain. Looking at her bleeding hand, she sighed and lost her mind for a moment, until a man yelled behind her, "what are you doing?"

The next second, Jenning was pulled out of the kitchen.

Jianning was pressed on the sofa by him, and the blood on her hand was still flowing. She was afraid to get on the sofa, so she took out a piece of paper and wrapped her finger first. Leng Qingche went to get the medicine box. Jianning looked at his handsome face, her face was cold, her eyes were gloomy, and she was afraid.

Every time looking at his calm face, silent appearance, let her have a kind of breathless feeling.

Leng Qingche opened the medicine box. His slender eyebrow frowned, and his cold and hard thin lips opened lightly. "Stupid."

The woman who can almost cut off her finger when cutting a dish makes him feel headache and annoyance.

Jenning bit her lip and her hand was held by the man.

His palm, as always, warm and powerful, Jianning's sharp heart, a violent tremor, palpitating emotions can not stop surging up.

Leng Qingche took a soft ball for her to stop bleeding. With serious expression and careful action, he was gentle and delicate. Looking at his handsome, deep and perfect face, lines and heart, a burst of uncontrollable beating, moving and uncontrollable feelings surged in his chest.

This man, no matter in appearance or temperament, is the most outstanding man she has ever seen. His facial features are three-dimensional, delicate, angular, cold, introverted and arrogant. However, he is only slouchily dressed in a nightgown. His strong chest is not rough at all, and his chest muscles with clear barriers are waving in her eyes. She has to admit that he is really a very male Charming man.

She bit her lip, and her eyes turned red. She took a little breath, and suddenly bumped into the deep black eyes in front of her. Her heart jumped suddenly.

Four eyes meet, she flustered, embarrassed, at a loss

She didn't want to show too much emotion in front of him, and she was afraid that she would fall into the emotional whirlpool again.

Being watched by his dark eyes, she moved her sight, licked some dry lips, and her face turned red.

Looking at her lip licking action, the man's dark eyes, suddenly a tight.This woman must not know how attractive she is! The sunlight outside the window makes her fair skin pink like spring flowers. Her face, the size of a palm, is beautiful and pure, with a few threads of charm and charm of a mature woman. It falls into his eyes, just like a beautiful landscape.

Although Jianning didn't dare to look at him, his eyes were too straightforward. Even if she didn't look at him, she knew that his eyes were fixed on her.

Her scalp tingled from the sight.

She lowered her head and looked at her bandaged fingers, which warmed her heart.

"Thank you." She said politely.

Leng Qingche puts away the medicine box, carries it to the storage place, turns around at the same time, and goes to the direction of the kitchen. Jianning blames herself for cooking breakfast for him, and even bothers him to do it himself.

She couldn't get into the water for the time being. She stood up helplessly. She came here in the night last night. Taking advantage of the fine weather, she enjoyed the scenery around. It was quiet and beautiful, far away from noise and noise, so she was very suitable for living.

When Jianning came back, there were already two bowls of soup noodles on the table. At the same time, there were two poached eggs, a few pieces of vegetables and bean sprouts floating on it. It was appetizing. Jianning found that she was very hungry.

Leng Qingche made some tuna cans and put them on the table together with other flavoring snacks. Jianning suddenly envied the woman who sat here with him for breakfast every day.

Because if he falls in love with that woman, he is willing to do everything for that woman, even if he makes breakfast every day.

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